I'm Steve, a thirteen-year-old gay guy. I'm gay, and not practicing, but have wanted to for a long time. Long before I was able to cum I wanted to suck cock, and been obsessed with gay porn. Now every time I jack-off I think of a guy cumming in my mouth. I'm sure there were plenty of guys I could blow at school, but I didn't dare let my secret out, or I'd be ruined. Fortunately, my sister, Lisa, came to my rescue.

Lisa has known I was gay for a long time, and she enjoyed looking at gay porn with me. She's in high school and suggested that I could blow some of the high school boys. That sounded good, but I knew that some of the kids in my school had brothers in high school, and I would afraid they would find out.

Our high school has a pretty strong Junior Achievement program, in which kids form their own businesses and learn about commerce. That gave Lisa an idea which she pitched to me.

"All the Junior Achievement activity at school has given me an idea for a business, that wouldn't exactly qualify for JA, but could work for us," she said one day.

"Okay, tell me more," I said, "What kind of business?"

"A blowjob service," she said.

I began to laugh and said, "That definitely wouldn't work for JA! But how would it work for us? I'd love to suck, and getting paid for it would be nice too, but then my secret would be out!"

"Not if it were a Glory Hole," Lisa replied.

"That could work," I said, "But where? If we did it here it wouldn't take long for people to figure out it's me."

"Remember the old abandoned Merton house?" she said, "There is a shed that's still in good condition that we could adapt."

The Merton house was one street away from us, and had been abandoned for years. We used to break into the house for fun, but by now everything was gutted inside and there was a lot of damage. As I recalled, the shed had nothing in it and wasn't damaged.

"That might work," I said, "We'll have to check it out."

The next chance we got we walked over to the Merton house and checked out the shed. It was still structurally sound and had a door that closed and could be locked with a padlock. It was out of sight from the street or neighboring houses, so there was pretty good privacy.

Lisa had been involved in JA for a few years, and had developed a pretty good head for business, and had thoroughly thought through the details.

"First, we'll need to cut a hole at the right height and make a way to cover the hole that is easily opened for sucking," she said, "And a slot for tickets and a small battery-powered light."

"I can find out the right size and height for the hole," I said, "I'm pretty good with tools and can do the modification work, but what's with the ticket slot and light?"

"We won't be taking money there," Lisa explained, "I will sell tickets, and you will keep the hole closed until someone slips a ticket through the slot. You will need the light so you can see the ticket and confirm that it's valid. If so, you open the slot and blow the guy."

"That sounds perfect," I said, but what's to keep people from just opening the door and discovering it's me sucking?"

"I will put a padlock on the door when you are working," she said, "And let you out afterwards."

"That sounds like it would work," I said. "Sis, you've thought of everything! How much will you charge?"

"Our intitial market will be high school boys," Lisa replied, "And they don't have a lot of money, so I was thinking $5 would be about right, but I'd eventually like to attract adults, and we should be able to get $20 or more from them."

"That sounds good to me," I said, "Hell, I'd be willing to suck for free!"

"Now Stevie," admonished Lisa, "It's bad business to give away something of value that you can easily sell."

"Okay," I said, "But there's just one glitch – it won't take much for them to guess I'm sucking if you are selling the tickets."

"Got you covered," she said, "I'll tell them it's one of the girls who wants to remain anonymous. You just need to make sure you don't let them hear you say anything."

"That should work," I agreed, "Mom said not to talk with my mouth full, and I plan to have my mouth full a lot!"

Over the next week I worked on making the Glory Hole and the other changes. I installed a small basket to catch the tickets and a small battery-powered light over the basket. I put a sliding door over the hole, which I could move once I knew there was a valid ticket.

Meanwhile Lisa talked to her girlfriends, all of whom had boyfriends who wanted blowjobs. A few of the girls had tried, but none liked doing it. One nearly broke up when her boyfriend came in her mouth. They were all glad to send their boyfriends off for anonymous blowjobs. It would take the pressure off of them without threatening their relationships. They all tried to get Lisa to tell her who was doing the sucking but she wouldn't tell.

Finally we were ready to open. Our first day was our "Grand Opening", and all blowjobs were free, so the guys would know what they were getting. Since I had never done it before, I did some internet research and found a bunch of articles about how to give a great blowjob, and eagerly read them all. I committed to memory many of the techniques I had read about.

Lisa wrote me a fake note from Mom to get me out of school early that day, so I could be ready. We would be open at the end of the high school day so guys could stop by on their way home from school. The school was just down the road from the Merton house, so it was a really convenient location.

I got into the shed and knelt on a rubber mat I placed beneath the Glory Hole and waited with the hole open. Since this was a free day there would be no tickets, and I had my cock out and played with myself, hard in anticipation of my first blowjob.

"Get ready," Lisa whispered from outside, "You got a customer – make him happy!"

Shortly a cock came through the hole. I just can't tell you how wonderful it looked, much bigger than mine, but I didn't spend much time admiring it. I had it in my mouth and started to run my tongue around the ridge of the head, and then back and forth on the underside of the head.

I varied my technique, trying to find what works best for him. When I heard him say "Yes!" I kept moving my tongue that way until he came. His load was strong tasting, similar to my own cum, which I had tasted often, but a little different as well. I was in heaven now, with his load in my mouth, but he pulled out and another cock came through the hole.

I quickly swallowed and opened my mouth, admitting this cock. It wasn't especially long, but was fairly thick, with a huge mushroom head. I took care to keep my teeth covered with my lips as I took him in, and really loved how that huge head felt as I ran my tongue over it. It really filled my mouth, but I was still able to move my tongue around, especially under the head. He only lasted a few minutes and coated my mouth with his seed.

He pulled out and thanked me. I wanted to thank him for the load, but knew I shouldn't talk. The next guy wasn't there yet, so I just held the load in my mouth, savoring the manly taste. It was wonderful to finally be sucking after wanting it so badly nearly forever!

The next cock came through the hole, so I quickly swallowed and attended to it. This one was huge – as big as some I had seen on the porn sites. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could but still had much of it outside my mouth. Remembering what I had read, I sucked and gave him plenty of tongue action while stroking him. For huge guys it was kind of a combination blowjob and handjob. I had read about deep throating, but this guy seemed way too thick for that!

I worked his cock and finally received my creamy reward. He pulled out and I swallowed, seeing another cock for me to service. This one was nearly as long as the last, but skinny. I didn't know how to deep throat, but this one seemed like the kind I'd like to try.

I started out just sucking, and exploring the contours of his cock with my tongue, and then I recalled what I had read about deep throating. I knew I would have to resist my gag reflex, and I remembered something about just continuing to swallow, so I leaned forward to take more of him and when I felt him reach the back of my mouth I stopped. It felt good having so much of him in my mouth, but I felt like I was beginning to choke. I held him in the same place for awhile and just moved my tongue around. Then I tried swallowing. He didn't really go down my throat, but his cock head remained there as I heard him shout "Holy shit!" and he immediately came, shooting down my throat. I was really thrilled about how this went, but regretted the fact that I didn't get a taste of his load.

As he pulled out he said, "Man! That bitch can suck!"

I continued to suck until after the last guy and Lisa said, "That looks like all for today."

She unlocked the door and I stepped out, and then she locked the door again. I was one really happy cocksucker, blowing seven guys on my first day!

At school the next day Lisa was able to sell over two dozen blowjob tickets. Word had really gotten around, and some guys bought multiple tickets. One guy begged Lisa to introduce him to the girl who sucked him, but she just told him the girl was really shy.

When Lisa told me the news she handed me a tube of red lipstick and said, "You should wear this and put your mouth up to the hole while waiting for a cock – that will reinforce your identity as a girl."

I readily agreed – I knew that some guys actually dressed as a girl in order to give blowjobs, and this was much easier.

We set the weekday hours from 3:30pm to 5:00pm. That gave me enough time to get there after school and be ready for whoever needed service. Everything worked really well. The guys arrived horny, so the sucking was really easy and most came within a few minutes. The guy with the long, skinny cock was there nearly every day, and I got pretty good at "throat sucking" him. I found that even though I didn't know who the guys were, I got to recognize their cocks, so I knew when I had repeat customers.

We weren't sure when to be open on weekends, and sure didn't want to wait around all day, so Lisa did a customer survey to determine the best time. We were surprised to find that the best time on Sunday was 10am to noon. I thought that would be an especially bad time, since it when most of the churches were meeting. Business-savvy Lisa told me that many of our customers stayed home from church while their families went, so it was a good time for them. I thought it was ironic that I would be on my knees sucking at the same time much of the community was on their knees praying. In a way, I was ministering to the needs of my own flock!

Our blowjob business prospered, and eventually Lisa learned how to network beyond the school, finding me adult men to blow who really liked young boys. Most of them didn't come to the Glory Hole – I visited them in person. I didn't need to be anonymous because there was no danger of them "outing me", except to their pervert friends. I became a favorite among them, and often attended parties they would have for their friends who liked boys.

Lisa is going to a local college now and I'm in high school. I know that my desirability as a boy will diminish as I get older, so Lisa is working on gettng me into other service arrangements.

Thanks to Lisa, I have more sex than any guy I know, and a nice tax-free income. I know I'll have to get a job after I graduate, so people won't think I'm a drug dealer, but I expect to be swallowing cum the rest of my life!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)